Down on my knees , screamin' at the sky lookin up at the one above, the simple question is why? how could this happen? why to me? of all the people and places it had to be me right now im at my lowest, below the dirt and grime i'm surprised to find pleasure in all of my pain im surprised in all my misery i still sing

why do we live to die, but die to live? why be alive, but not live? whats the point in trying to change yesterday, instead of looking to tomorrow? why do we live, just to die? questions that bother me.